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This afternoon I took Abby to hear the local community orchestra and choir perform their Christmas concert. Other than the challenge of keeping Abby quiet, it was a lovely time. It opened and closed in prayer and the passages of Scripture were read. For the most part it was traditional Christmas carols and pleasantly devoid of odes to Santa Claus. The ministerial association sponsored the performance so this may have been the reason it was more Christ-centered. Abby and I were the first ones to leave the building as we walked to the performance. Right behind us walked a father and his son. "That was just too religious for my taste," he grumbled. Hmm. I wonder what he thinks Christmas is about? And the performance wasn't "religious," but it was Christian. What I love this man despises. If he knew my Savior, I'm certain he would have enjoyed this afternoon's performance.
Christians, awake, salute the happy morn
Whereon the Saviour of the world was born
Rise to adore the mystery of love
Which hosts of angels chanted from above
With them the joyful tidings first begun
Of God incarnate and the Virgin's Son